Oh! What black day,
that you came and I was sleeping.
The wind was howling to wake me up
& my sleep in pity was weeping.
I had come to meet you
For so many days had passed
My light was diminishing
& darkness all around had amassed.
The sun was dazzling overhead
I lied down to escape it
My thoughts buried me deep
& I fell into slumber bit by bit.
Oh! What black deed
that you passed by me unnoticed.
Let my wretched sleep be cursed
For the golden moment of your visit passed
& I lay there like the dead
with my sleep smiling at me unabashed.
I accept what you give, Master
& in your debt is my every pore
for I have understood at last
that like me, my yearning is also yours.
--- Yogi---
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